Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another humdrum morning at Speedway, when a regular noticed something odd—every time he filled up, the radio seemed to play the same old song, over and over again. Finally curious, our regular asked the attendant if they could change the station. The guy shrugged and said, ‘We don’t control that, it’s the magic of oil!’ Turned out, every time someone bought gas from Speedway, their favorite song got stuck in rotation for everyone else too.

2. It was an unseasonably warm October afternoon at Speedway when a delivery driver pulled up with a puzzled expression on his face. He’d just received a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper and sealed with tape. He carefully unwrapped it to reveal… nothing but a note that read: ‘Fill me up with whatever you’ve got, mate.’ Turned out, it was from a neighbor who always forgot his wallet.

3. At Speedway, late one night, a cashier swiped a credit card and saw something peculiar—a transaction for exactly $1.69, every single time. One day, an old man walked in and paid with a wrinkled twenty-dollar bill. The cashier scanned it, and—bingo—the same amount appeared on the screen: $1.69. Everyone burst out laughing when he said, ‘I always pay with change I find around here.’ At Speedway, oddities happen daily.

4. At Speedway, on a particularly foggy midnight, a clerk heard a strange humming sound coming from the pumps. Curious, he peered around the corner and saw nothing but mist. Suddenly, an old man in a plaid shirt emerged from behind one of the tanks, muttering something about his ‘special blend.’ Turns out, it was just an eccentric neighbor who thought he could brew gasoline like beer. Everyone had a good laugh, and Speedway became known for its friendly ghost—who always paid cash.